Rattlesnake Rock

I gotta file my teeth and glue fish-scales on my tongue
I gotta grease my hair from a tub of orang-utan dung
I gotta stay outrageous even if I can't stay young
Rattlesnake Rock, let it roll
Rattlesnake Rock, let if roll
There's a hole in my sock, there's a slide-rule in my soul

I pull open my shirt and climb into my sling-back heels
And my aerosol eczema tingles before it congeals
On my chicken-bone chest in a blaze of pimples and weals
Rattlesnake Rock, let it roll
Rattlesnake Rock, let if roll
There's a hole in my sock, there's a slide-rule in my soul

I foam at the mouth in spasms of sadistic rage
When I'm burning a baby and eating the ashes on stage
And screwing a skunk through a hole in the back of its cage
Rattlesnake Rock, let it roll, kill your mother
Rattlesnake Rock, let if roll, rape your brother
There's a hole in my sock, there's a slide-rule in my soul

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